(“They do both have black markings.”)
This Andrew Rowcroft knows a thing or two.
Why, thank you Chronic City! The feeling is mutual!
This is intriguing, and possibly awkward. A film about him, who is me. He/I looks stressed out in that still from the Metrograph website. Is the film unauthorized? Come and find out.
We’re thankful, Mr. Wood.
No knock on anyone else, but until you’ve been read by John Clute you might not have been read at all.
I always look forward to seeing Rick Kleffel in San Francisco. It’s one of the best conversations a writer on book tour could hope for, and he and I have been carrying it on intermittently for two decades now.
My piece on the wake of the election, from the LRB:
It compared our current situation to a Philip K. Dick novel, among other things.
Then I added a postscript, here:
Twenty years of schooling and they put you on the dayshift.
Thirty years of vomiting cats and they put you in the Beinecke Library.